The next morning, the sun came in through the window and hit my face, including everywhere in the living room. The tiles are as bright as a mirror, as if they can reflect us at this moment.

I woke up in a daze, and Su Qi's head resting on my shoulder also moved and moved away. ''Awake?'' I asked, rubbing my sore right shoulder, in a hoarse voice that I would have wondered if there was a man hiding under the sofa if I hadn't known that there were only two people in the room at this time.

I coughed hard twice, and the sound was still the same. Su Qi said: "Maybe you have laryngitis." As he spoke, he took out a box of medicine from the cabinet and handed it over.

I took it and looked at it, anti-inflammatories. Unpacking and taking out two pieces, Suqi put the water he had just picked up for me when I looked down at the instructions and put it in front of me. I threw my head back and swallowed the medicine, thanking me in a hoarse voice.

"I should thank you." She glanced at the time and said.

I know she's talking about what happened last night. I waved my hand to indicate that it was okay.

"Hungry or not? I'll cook for you. She said and was about to get up.

I nodded, "The same as before." I yelled at her.

I recalled that last night, I don't know where I got the courage to take the initiative to hold her hand. I used to be a very shy person, and if a girl kept staring at me, I would be absolutely stunned and at a loss. But last night......

I hammered my head, pulled my hands, leaned on my shoulders, and even "slept" together. So what is our relationship now? Friend? Or something else. In my opinion, between friends of the opposite sex, only couples will do these things.

I kept my eyes glued to the coat on the couch and thought about it, and I was so distracted that I forgot the time. Shuqi had already finished the meal, and she came over with a plate and quickly noticed me.

"What are you thinking?" She asked.

I came back to my senses, "It's fine. ”

Picking up the sandwich, it was still the same familiar taste, but at this time it seemed tasteless.

Suqi ate quickly, hugged the pillow after eating, held his chin in his hand, and looked at me quietly. "You should know that, too." She said suddenly.

After a while, I asked, "What?" ”

"You know, I didn't grow up like my family." She didn't answer me, she said to herself. "In the past, they didn't let me go, they locked me in the house, and for them, it was a shame for others to see me. But I don't want to be tied down, and every time I see my peers playing outside, I get ready to move. ”

Her eyes were red, and she lost her voice: "I really want to be like them, without so many restraints, without so many injustices." She paused, "I'll sneak out alone while they're not looking." Then they would lock me up in a room. There was nothing in it, it was pitch black, and one close was a night. There is not the slightest light, there is only darkness. Even darker was my father's heart, and sometimes when he was drunk or unhappy, he would lock me in his room and vent his anger. ”

Suqi turned around and lifted her clothes with her hands to show me her back, and the scars appeared in front of my eyes. Those scars are arranged like a smiling face, laughing at Suqi's tragic childhood, which has become a shadow for her life.

Shuqi put his hand down, turned it back again, and stared blankly ahead, without a trace of luster. Tears slid down her cheeks and onto her body. This is the first time I have seen the most vulnerable side of Shuqi, and I thought that after the divorce, Shuqi would be liberated. But that experience is forever in her mind. Like the scars on those bodies, the shadow of childhood is deep in the brain, and no amount of comfort and encouragement can fade away.

I searched around for tissues, but to no avail. Seeing this, I sat down next to Shuqi and wiped the tears from her face with my hands. After thinking about it, I still took her into my arms, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "It's okay, the past is over, let's look forward." In the future, with me, I won't let you suffer this pain again. ”

Let's move forward and leave that alone. Since I can't bear that pain for you, I can only be your companion on the road. If I could, I'd like to share some for you, even if it's just a little; When you're grieving, there's a shoulder for you to lean on.

Suqi leaned on my arms like this, crying silently, and didn't say a word. In my opinion, I am her trustworthy person. She didn't face me with the toughest attitude, but showed me the most vulnerable side.

Thinking of this, I hugged her tighter.

This Spring Festival, I ran to Shuqi's house twice in three days. Or buy some fruits and vegetables, or some matcha-flavored fructose, which is her favorite.

Although the two did not confirm their relationship, they seemed to be a little intimate. When you have someone in your life that you want to protect, that's the person you care about. Su Shuqi is my sweetheart. But when I was really asked to say the words of confession to my face, I couldn't say it. I want to spit out the truth, but I just can't say it.

It's weird. People are so contradictory.

Shuqi gave me the spare key, which is more convenient, at least I don't have to knock on the door and make a phone call when I come.

On this day, I opened the door secretly, and I was a little busy the other day, and I wanted to surprise her. The door to her room was ajar, and I gently pushed it open, and gently reached over to cover her eyes as she was reading.

"Your grades are a little worrisome, I'll reluctantly make up for you." She put down the pen in her hand and said.

"What, I'll surprise you, how about you show it." I was a little dissatisfied.

"Don't make a fuss." She said lightly and pulled a chair beside her. "Sit down."

"Gotcha." I sat down, and she began to preview the three compulsory math courses for me, starting from the first lesson, as the teacher said.

It's all right, I thought to myself.

I don't really like math, and during class, I'm mostly distracted, but I'm focused. Compulsory 3 is not much related to compulsory 1 and 2. I don't have to worry about not being able to understand because I don't have a foundation.

Two hours later, I cut off a glass of water and waited for Suqi like a servant, "Sister, you drink water." "Sister, are you tired, I'll rub your shoulders?" "Sister, are you hungry, I'll cook for you."

Isn't it a popular word right now? What is it called...... Licking a dog? Yes, this is it. I feel like I'm a licking dog at this point. But for some reason, the licking is very happy and energetic.

After all, these two hours are very beneficial.

"No need, your cooking skills...... Haha, it's not me saying that the stray dogs downstairs can't look down on it. She laughed.

"Didn't you eat it last time?" I retort.

The air suddenly fell silent, and the silence was terrifying, and I felt that my breathing was a little heavy. Suqi pressed the joint with a "snap" sound. I remembered Xianqiong's embarrassment of pinching her joints before, and laughed out loud.

Maybe Suki Wu will be mistaken and think I'm laughing at her. Got up and pushed me to the ground, and there was a sponge around the desk in Shuqi's room, and I didn't fall into pain. She knew I was afraid of itching, so she scratched everything she could.

"Don't make a fuss, hahahaha...... Wrong. I was dying of laughter.

This is pain and happiness.